The future never lies 'gaku 25 march, 09

Disclaimer: G-boys are not saru's……too bad

Warning: vague AU, imps, OOC…maybe undignified silliness

1. List # 3: have a bath together

Duo tiptoed into the apartment; truth was he picked the lock since he'd thrown the key somewhere in the last fight a week ago, he didn't remember correctly but he thought he threw it out the window with some other things. The rundown apartment building near the junkyard was unkempt enough that the yards looked like a little jungle of trees and bushes and verdure, so if you ever throw something small like a key outside from the fifth attic-floor the chance of finding it was almost minus; why minus? Because you'd usually lost something more when you search such trek, an earring or a cellphone from your pocket for example, even the trigger-happy Heero lost his gun once in there (even though when he tried telling it to someone else no one believed him); and if you try thoroughly with a metal detector you'd only find yourself an awful load of metal scraps instead. Since people mostly thought it was deserted, Duo thought it wouldn't be suspicious if he come in like a thief; and it was still in the daylight, anyway…about almost 3 o'clock, and Heero would still be in the office. He frowned, feeling something amiss; at least he thought Heero would still be in the office…-sweatdrop-

Duo opened a private detective office downtown, thinking that he was mostly the informal-type worker rather than the formal-type like Heero who could put up with stiff ranking and rules. Heero joined the Preventer with Wufei; but when Wufei could put himself adequately behind a desk, Heero chose to be the multifunctional agent and do lots of the back-alley-office things. Duo guessed he, too, couldn't adapt to a normal working environment instantly after being a guerilla for most of his life. It was only a year after the Mariemeia incident anyway, and that meant they're still 17 year old ex-terrorists with identity-crisis and hormonal rage.

Duo sighed and scrutinized the living room, Heero didn't throw his belongings and silly souvenirs out…was that mean good thing? He felt sorry for acting childish and being the culprit of most of the breakdown in their relationship but still pointed the blame to Heero. Heero was still new to normal living, including normal human-relationship so mostly he took the blame and said 'it's just the way he is' and stubbornly didn't budge when Duo only wanted for him to say something like 'it's your fault as well' and then they could fix things together when they make it up to each other; that's mostly the reason why couples had fights, right? Perhaps he should just speak up what he really had in mind rather than hitting the bushes with Heero, since Heero definitely thought that he wanted to have the bushes for a cover…that's something about those guerilla thingie, by the way… -tears-

The round window curtain was still blocking the light, Heero didn't throw it out either; it was actually an embroidered small round tablecloth that he hung with curtain clips on a cloth hanger. He thought it was practical at the time he made it and Heero didn't object either; but now it looked silly for him, it was just like he was playing house like a child and he dragged Heero in the game…but Heero didn't complain, really; it was always him complaining about matters which were not really problems.

Shaking his head to clear his thought, Duo proceeded to the bedroom; he'd thought he was going to leave some surprise-'I'm sorry'-present on the bed to make up with Heero and such. He gasped as he could see the bundle on the said bed under the blanket from the doorway; he thought fast and the conclusion he could think from facts at the time was: 1) Heero was in bed, 2) He's not at work, 3) He's sleeping even though it was way past noon; therefor, 4) Heero must be sick…!

Duo rushed in to the bed, or at least he intended to; his wide strides stopped when the pillows exposed to his sight. It wasn't the pillow exactly that caught him off guard, but by being able to see the pillow from his angle meant that he could see the heads lying on them. In the middle was Heero sleeping soundly; by his sides, using his chest and shoulder as another pillow were two small heads of long brown haired and short brunette; Heero's hands were encircling their small bodies, which the blanket only covered to their waists and clearly showed that they were topless under the blanket. At least Duo didn't want to think they were naked…

……Heero…with children…on bed…bare-chested…sleeping in…… Well, being a 17 year old was still not counted legally adult yet, so may be he wouldn't actually say Heero was committing adultery with some underage children…but that's NOT the point, right?

The small present box dropped from his limp hands, and Duo only heard and saw statics, and ran out bumping to things and made loud noises. Once he got to the middle of the jungle-yard he found his voice and shreds of mind again and screaming "…..QUaTREEEEeeeeeee….!!" for help, running outside the rundown complex to the empty street.

The three heads in bed jerked together, stirring to wake with a long tired moan in unison. Three pairs of eyes fell on the small present on the floor as they propped themselves on their elbows; Heero frowned and glanced at the acrylic ashtray on the shelf next to bed, he'd searched Duo's key and put it there, the place where Duo used to place it in, but it seemed Duo didn't notice it. Heero groaned and threw his head onto the pillow again.

"…was that…-?" the brunette head asked.

"Aa…" Heero answered.

"…'sounds sweetly silly…!" the long brown haired said flatly; sounded either as a sarcastic comment or an enduring compliment.

The brunette snickered, "That's so impolite of you, Nii-san; you love that silliness coming from that-person…right?"

Two pairs of eyes burnt on him and Heero could feel it even though he was closing his eyes. "You don't say 'you' to your brother while actually asking me, right…?" he asked back levelly. The children giggled in unison; "…but Nii-san love that-person's silliness…!" they said in one voice pointed at each other.

"…so you're asking my permission?" he'd already used to the children calling each other Nii-san (elder brother).

"Uh-huh…!" they nodded together. Heero silenced for some moment; "…he's mine!"

"Okay…!!" the children threw themselves onto him again and rubbed theirs faces on his skin like kittens and rained him with kisses and explored with their fingers everywhere they could touch, mostly on his face and head; he felt like big teddy bear and it made him dizzy.

Heero lied still staring at the sloped ceilings, and thinking that he might actually feel sick, anyway…may be he should have called for a longer sick leave to the office.

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'Heero, I heard something unlikely from a hysterical Duo. I'm coming over after work. Quatre'

That's what the email read on Heero's laptop; the brunette hummed commenting the e-mail. "Nii-saaaan, bathtub's ready…!" his brother called out from the bathroom.

"It's too crowded to be occupied by three people…!" Heero's voice commented levelly, the brunette heard it from the bedroom and he pressed the delete button uncaringly and yelled "…ofuroooo!!" running to the bathroom with arms open.

"It's not a furo…!!" Heero only sounded being critical and not annoyed; the children laughed together.

Quatre had a disturbed frown on his face for once as he climbed up the stairs; he never thought that Heero had that-kind of hobby, but for Heero to actually…be…with children seemed unlikely as well, so he didn't really know what to think with Duo's hysterical report and just thought that he would see things with his own eyes. He lifted his hand to grip the door handle reflexively, but the door handle dodged his hand; Quatre stared for a few long seconds before his mind realized that the door was opened from the inside.

"…Heero?"

A messy brown head peeked from between the slit of the door panel and the door frame, a pair of prussian eyes stared at him widely. Quatre stared at the small head; it was a child about 10 of age with long brown hair almost reaching his mid thighs, the over-all image reminded him of someone but he couldn't put it to his mind.

"Nii-san, it's your turn to get dreeessed…!" a cheerful voice called out from the bedroom.

The boy turned around from Quatre and left the door ajar, "Tou-san, Quatre-sama is coming to see things with his own eyes…!" the brown haired walked away briskly and Quatre thought he saw the child had nothing on his body and covered by only the long messy wet hair. Wait, …tou-san?

"Waahh, really?!" another child of the same age came running from the bedroom, and Quatre knew whom that easy-going sunny smile belonged to…"Duo…?"

"En, I told you not to answer the door by yourself! Especially naked…!!" Heero walked briskly from the bedroom with a large towel and some clothes, by then Quatre noticed that the brown head called En was dripping wet leaving traces of droplets along his way.

"But Nii-san didn't answer the door, Tou-chama; Quatre-sama hasn't knocked the door yet, right?" the mini-Duo defended his brother.

…Tou-chama? Quatre had an uneven smile on his face.

Heero dried the wet…mini-Heero (now that Quatre thought of it) and dressed the child with a large shirt and his usual black spandex. "What do you want to see here, Quatre?"

"Tou-san…, the shirt is baggy!" En commented spreading the width of the shirt at the sides of his small body. "We have none of your size!" Heero answered while actually staring at Quatre by the door.

"Something-unlikely heard from a hysterical Papa!" the mini-Duo offered enthusiastically raising his hand. "…said in the deleted e-mail!" he added as an afterthought.

"You don't just read and delete my e-mail as you like!" Heero admonished, "No touching my laptop and other electrical devices, either…!!" he turned from the mini-Duo to the mini-himself.

En lifted both hands in surrender, "I only meddled with your motion-detectors so we could get in without you firing your gun at us, Tou-san…!" he answered calmly.

"…Papa…?" Quatre mumbled. "What were you doing exactly?" …got to praise an under-aged CEO of a giant international corporation as big as the Winner's company for his calmness, though.

"Blackmailed-to-do list number 3: have a bath together…!" the mini-Duo said while raising his hand again.

"The what…?" Quatre had a very deep crease between his brows.

"Soleil…!" Heero sweat-dropped.

"But Papa didn't join in, so we wouldn't call it checked…!" En said with an overconfident smile, while Soleil nodded vigorously with a merry face.

Heero massaged his forehead, "Since you had scared Duo away, it's only natural that he didn't join in…!" he said matter-of-factly. The mini-pairs pouted at that.

So, Papa is Duo…, Quatre thought. "May I come in and have a drink…?"

"Do you have to be so formal for that?" Heero sounded annoyed.

"Yaaayy…! Nii-san will make Quatre-sama a drink…!!" the mini-pairs said in unison and came running at Quatre with open hands. The feeling of the children being real and tangible as they grabbed his waist and clung to him actually shocked Quatre, and he toppled behind bringing the children along. They landed with a loud thud but the children seemed to find it exciting as they laughed together still attaching themselves on Quatre's sprawled body.

"…Heero……, what's going on…?" Quatre asked to the ceiling.

Heero stared by the door way, "Are you sure you only need a drink?"

"I think I could use a hand…" Quatre said levelly, "No, make it two…for them!"

Heero complied and grabbed the children's waists and get them inside, tossed them on the couch as they squealed and laughed as if seeing that as a game. "You're not touching anything in the kitchen, as well…!" Heero poured a glass of ice water from the fridge and brought it to Quatre who was bracing his body the inside of the door panel. At least he got both feet in…

Quatre finished the glass content in large swigs, blowing his breath as he pulled the glass from his lips. "What's going on?" he already had his calm demeanor back.

The mini-pairs instantly clung on either sides of Heero's waist, "We're having Tou-chama and Papa to do at least 5 things from the blackmailed-to-do list a day or we'll erase this city from the map…!" Soleil said merrily.

"One city per failure-day…!" the mini-pairs said in unison and Quatre dropped the glass to a waiting Heero's hand.

"Whaat…?" Quatre muttered.

"We have the technology, too; we're from the future!" they said together again. Quatre turned to stare at Heero who was massaging his temples, then back to the smiling imps, and back to Heero again.

"May I sit down?" he asked levelly.

"Do you have to be so formal for that…?!" Heero seemed more annoyed as if it was a sarcastic remark he'd heard from Quatre.

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…saru thought of making something impishly-sweet for balancing the Shallow Mist…...(which somehow turned out to be kind of depressing as well –for the reader, saru meant…saru enjoyed writing a twisted-fic, though-)

It was originally an idea for a doujin, but Oni-tan said that readers now are mostly not familiar with GW and more with GSeed, instead.